read my convo with Duane
[...]
Nic: I on the other hand am one of his biggest fans
Nic: and his ad campaign manager now
Nic: I think you must have gotten a tweet from me too
CheekySpook: ?
Nic: did you get a tweet from gossipboy4MrT lately?
Nic: that's me
CheekySpook: no i didnt
Nic: I @replied you
CheekySpook: nope
Nic: hmm
Nic: wait
Nic: http://twitter.com/gossipboy4MrT/status/2915489590 yes I sent it to you 13 hours ago
CheekySpook: you've locked it
CheekySpook: if its locked and I'm not following, then I won't get the tweet
Nic: even when I @reply you?
CheekySpook: yeah
Nic: let me check
CheekySpook: only ppl that follow you can get @repliy
CheekySpook: its true. oh its true
Nic: fuuuuuuuuuuuck
Nic: 250 messages for nothing?
CheekySpook: lol
Nic: if I set them to unlock, will they recieve it then?
CheekySpook: try
Nic: ok
CheekySpook: prolly not cos it was 13 hours ago....im not checking back 13 hours
Nic: Your tweets are currently protected; only those you approve will receive your tweets. You will not appear on the public timeline. Tweets posted previously may still be publicly visible in some places.
Nic: fuck, no it won't send them
CheekySpook: nope not showing up
Nic: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
Nic: 2 hours of work down the drain
Nic: FUCK YOU TWITTER
CheekySpook: i dont mean to be a bastard but hahahahahaha
Nic: I HATE YOU TWITTER
Nic: I HATE YOUR EXISTENCE
Nic: aaaaaaaaaaah
Nic: aaaaaaaaah
Nic: what a load of BS
Nic: fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
CheekySpook: lol
Nic: like I swear to god
Nic: I
Nic: aaaaaaaaaaaaah
*** Incoming call from CheekySpook ***
CheekySpook: talk, I wanna hear how pissed you are
*** call ended. ***
(all I said was FUCK YOU and hung up)
CheekySpook: lol
Nic: my aunt was standing right next to me when I said FU
CheekySpook: lol
Nic: I just got a lecture
Nic: NIIIIIC LANGUAGE
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At the same time talking to Lucas:
Nic: ok see, the thing is, Lucas
Nic: I am gossipboy4MrT on twitter and I've started this huge ad campaign to get him into the top ten on twitterwall
Nic: the problem: I sent 253 tweets over the course of two days
Nic: like two hours of hard copy paste labour
Nic: and I just found out not a single person recieved it
Nic: because I had the account set on LOCKED
Nic: which means it will not show the tweets to anyone that is not following me
Nic: even if it is a direct @reply
Nic: do you understand my outrage now?
Nic: STOP LAUGHING AT ME
Lucas: bahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahah!
Lucas: :D :D :D :D
Nic: where is the shoot-me-in-the-head-smiley when I need it most?
Lucas: all I can say is still bahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Nic: wait, maybe there is hope
Nic: that girl recieved it http://twitter.com/ilvorngiceblock/status/2926378781
Nic: did you recieve it too?
Lucas: nope.
Nic: head meets table
Lucas: and the lolling continues
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yeah basicly, I'M DUMB
Jul 30, 2009
Jul 26, 2009
This is the best ad campaign ever
Posted by
Nic
From the movie "what women want"
Just read this and try to imagine a woman, running on an empty road.
You don't stand in front of a mirror before a run...
and wonder what the road will think of your outfit.
You don't have to listen to its jokes and pretend they're funny.
it would not be easier to run if you dressed sexier.
The road doesn't notice if you're not wearing lipstick.
it doesnot care how old you are.
You do not feel uncomfortable...
because you make more money than the road.
And you can call on the road whenever you feel like it,
whether it's been a day...
or even a couple of hours since your last date.
The only thing the road cares about...
is that you pay it a visit once in a while.
Nike. No games. Just sports.
I LOVE THE ADVERTISEMENT INDUSTRY WITH MY WHOLE BEING. I LOVE IT SO MUCH.
MARRY ME YOU INVENTOR OF THAT SLOGAN. PLEASE?!
Jul 25, 2009
Is love forever?
Posted by
Unknown
Can a person fall out of love with someone?
His name is Sanjay and in the 7th grade he started following me around to try and be like me because I was good at schoolwork and he wasn't. As they say, imitation is the sincerest from of flattery, and I fell for him hook, line and sinker near the end of the 7th grade. In the eighth grade he upped the ante and went almost everywhere with me. In the third semester of grade 8 he started started to follow a new guy, the opposite of me, and all summer long I kept thinking about him. He got even worse in the ninth grade when his already low grades dropped lower and his skipped classes. I told him I liked him right to his face and he said nothing. He thought it was a joke (he's straight). From then on I treated him horribly, though I still loved him. He's a liar, cheater, pervert, idiot and asshole.
Now I am a little flutteed by his presence, but don't love him.
So yes, a person can fall out of love.
His name is Sanjay and in the 7th grade he started following me around to try and be like me because I was good at schoolwork and he wasn't. As they say, imitation is the sincerest from of flattery, and I fell for him hook, line and sinker near the end of the 7th grade. In the eighth grade he upped the ante and went almost everywhere with me. In the third semester of grade 8 he started started to follow a new guy, the opposite of me, and all summer long I kept thinking about him. He got even worse in the ninth grade when his already low grades dropped lower and his skipped classes. I told him I liked him right to his face and he said nothing. He thought it was a joke (he's straight). From then on I treated him horribly, though I still loved him. He's a liar, cheater, pervert, idiot and asshole.
Now I am a little flutteed by his presence, but don't love him.
So yes, a person can fall out of love.
my 2 GBs.
Posted by
Jake
Hey folks.
Ive been thinking about a lot of different things lately.
Here are a few.
America is not the most spectacular place in the world. As a country, truly, we are blessed with wealth and a fairly good government (it fucks up a lot, and has a lot of problems, but at least we have clean water and electricity, eh?) and personally, as an American, I am profoundly grateful to be inherently given such awesome physical factors which benefit my life.
However
Socially, we are one of the most repressed nations in the world. We have been brainwashed and battered from birth with ideals that (regretfully i say) come from the christian religion. We are more like sheep then people. We are raised to believe what we are told and not to believe what we personally think.
And it is scary, let me tell you.
For example, this past week i went to "bible camp" as a sign of good will for my father. While i was there, i got into a heated discussion with a fundamental christian about the creation story and evolution theory. Both of which he claimed were false. While we were talking, a girl came up and asked if heaven was what we wanted it to be. He answered that it was not what we wanted it to be, but it was what God had made it. And she said ok just wondering and turned around and took off.
Seriously.
She didnt even question the guy.
And he happened to be the youth leader of his church, which had 38 some odd kids in it.
This man who doesnt believe in basic, practically proven scientific theories is in charge of the philosophy and religious guidance of a group of impressionable children.
Un
be
lieve
a
ble.
DO NOT get the impression that I dont respect his opinion. In America, we have the right to believe what we want to without being persecuted, and i respect him for his opinion.
But when you start to go around and tell people that THIS HAPPENED THIS WAY and thats the only way it happened, and when those people you are telling are children, i have to get pissed. Oh and i love how religious fundamentalists walk around with signs like "america is gods country" and "iraqis are satan worshippers"... how christian is that? Seriously. Bible says Love thy neighbor. We all have to share this planet. You want people to respect you, you show them respect.
What really makes me laugh though, oh man
when christians laugh at other creation stories like they are rediculous....
I forget the religion where the world is like on a giant turtles back, but someone was talking about that story the other day and laughing because it was so absurd.
Im sorry, but a mystical being waving his hand and creating a race of cognizant people in one week is so logical and serious?
Just sad...
And then oncce these kids are all wonderfully brainwashed in the rightious causes of the Christian way, they are released unto the world to wreck their havok. Name a war. Trace it back to its origins. I can almost guarentee that it was started because of some religious issue.
And on a less large scale, lets look at the impact that this has on the rest of us "sinners" or whatever we are supposed to be.
Religion and non-hetrosexuality.
Oh man.
So these christian kids go to school right? they walk the halls and entertain one another, and fight and be kids. Dont know if this is as big of a word in other places as it is here, but one really common insult used at my school is GAY. Thats SO GAY. You're GAY. That test was so frigugking GAY. GAY GAY GAY. and we sit around and allow this word to become a negative. And people say, whats the harm in that..... Ok....Well.... Lets say you actually are gay. You like people of the same sex. And all your life, the word GAY has a connotation of being REALLY REALLY BAD.
Now
Why on earth would you want to admit to being something that has such a negative connotation?
People in our country are TERRIFIED of being a sexuality other than their own. ABSOLUTELY horror stricken at the prospect of being that feared word, GAY. So instead of being themselves, they hide. And fake. And there is nothing wrong with that, except it can TOTALLY DESTROY you on the inside.
I mean, you know how afraid people in America are?
If you are a straight male in highschool
And you have a friend who is a gay male
you are as good as done. People will simply assume you are GAY and either shun you for it or mock you for it.
And you aren't even gay. You just have a gay friend.
WTF people.
So what happens then is GAY people dont have any (male) friends. (usually)
So the closeted people see this and go "huh, look at that, if i come out, then i dont have friends anymore". So what do you think they do??
WTF people.
Seriously.
And why are GAYS evil?
Because the bible says that tho shalt not lay down with another man like you would your wife.
It doesnt even say gays are evil.
So these terrifed closeted kids walk home every evening. They want to be good little christians for their good little christian parents, so they get up every sunday and sing praises to the lord.
But on their walk home, they see a man.
A man on the side of the road holding a sign.
A sign that says
GOD HATES FAGS.
Now this kid, being a good american child and believing everything he is told, ESPECIALLY when it comes to religion and philosophy, reads this sign.
Huh.
God hates him?
The all loving, all smiling, all dancing God hates him? Billy the 13 year old? Cause he thinks he likes Mark the 12 year old?
Well now he sure as hell isnt coming out.
Fuck that
he says. God hates me i go to fucking hell, and fucking hell sucks. A lot. Cause thats what miss sunday school lady says.
She also says being gay is a sin.
So Billy goes home.
Billy goes to bed. Billy gets on the side of his bed, down on his little knees, folds his hands and what does he do?
Prays that god will make him not GAY.
He cries, because he doesnt want to go to hell, but he cant stop these feelings. Because he needs to stop them. Cause being GAY is BAD BAD BAD.
2 days later
Billys dead.
He found good 'ol pop's 6shooter (pop likes his constitutional right to own firearms) and blew his head off.
Because having to go through one more day of this life he lives
this sinful
evil
hellbound
mockworthy
fucked up
life of his.
Is worse than an eternity in christian hell.
And people ACTUALLY wonder WHY would a 13 year old do this to himself.
They wonder....
I wonder...
This the the society of America.
This the the land of the Free.
These are the people of God.
Hallelah, Praise the lord.
Amen.
Ive been thinking about a lot of different things lately.
Here are a few.
America is not the most spectacular place in the world. As a country, truly, we are blessed with wealth and a fairly good government (it fucks up a lot, and has a lot of problems, but at least we have clean water and electricity, eh?) and personally, as an American, I am profoundly grateful to be inherently given such awesome physical factors which benefit my life.
However
Socially, we are one of the most repressed nations in the world. We have been brainwashed and battered from birth with ideals that (regretfully i say) come from the christian religion. We are more like sheep then people. We are raised to believe what we are told and not to believe what we personally think.
And it is scary, let me tell you.
For example, this past week i went to "bible camp" as a sign of good will for my father. While i was there, i got into a heated discussion with a fundamental christian about the creation story and evolution theory. Both of which he claimed were false. While we were talking, a girl came up and asked if heaven was what we wanted it to be. He answered that it was not what we wanted it to be, but it was what God had made it. And she said ok just wondering and turned around and took off.
Seriously.
She didnt even question the guy.
And he happened to be the youth leader of his church, which had 38 some odd kids in it.
This man who doesnt believe in basic, practically proven scientific theories is in charge of the philosophy and religious guidance of a group of impressionable children.
Un
be
lieve
a
ble.
DO NOT get the impression that I dont respect his opinion. In America, we have the right to believe what we want to without being persecuted, and i respect him for his opinion.
But when you start to go around and tell people that THIS HAPPENED THIS WAY and thats the only way it happened, and when those people you are telling are children, i have to get pissed. Oh and i love how religious fundamentalists walk around with signs like "america is gods country" and "iraqis are satan worshippers"... how christian is that? Seriously. Bible says Love thy neighbor. We all have to share this planet. You want people to respect you, you show them respect.
What really makes me laugh though, oh man
when christians laugh at other creation stories like they are rediculous....
I forget the religion where the world is like on a giant turtles back, but someone was talking about that story the other day and laughing because it was so absurd.
Im sorry, but a mystical being waving his hand and creating a race of cognizant people in one week is so logical and serious?
Just sad...
And then oncce these kids are all wonderfully brainwashed in the rightious causes of the Christian way, they are released unto the world to wreck their havok. Name a war. Trace it back to its origins. I can almost guarentee that it was started because of some religious issue.
And on a less large scale, lets look at the impact that this has on the rest of us "sinners" or whatever we are supposed to be.
Religion and non-hetrosexuality.
Oh man.
So these christian kids go to school right? they walk the halls and entertain one another, and fight and be kids. Dont know if this is as big of a word in other places as it is here, but one really common insult used at my school is GAY. Thats SO GAY. You're GAY. That test was so frigugking GAY. GAY GAY GAY. and we sit around and allow this word to become a negative. And people say, whats the harm in that..... Ok....Well.... Lets say you actually are gay. You like people of the same sex. And all your life, the word GAY has a connotation of being REALLY REALLY BAD.
Now
Why on earth would you want to admit to being something that has such a negative connotation?
People in our country are TERRIFIED of being a sexuality other than their own. ABSOLUTELY horror stricken at the prospect of being that feared word, GAY. So instead of being themselves, they hide. And fake. And there is nothing wrong with that, except it can TOTALLY DESTROY you on the inside.
I mean, you know how afraid people in America are?
If you are a straight male in highschool
And you have a friend who is a gay male
you are as good as done. People will simply assume you are GAY and either shun you for it or mock you for it.
And you aren't even gay. You just have a gay friend.
WTF people.
So what happens then is GAY people dont have any (male) friends. (usually)
So the closeted people see this and go "huh, look at that, if i come out, then i dont have friends anymore". So what do you think they do??
WTF people.
Seriously.
And why are GAYS evil?
Because the bible says that tho shalt not lay down with another man like you would your wife.
It doesnt even say gays are evil.
So these terrifed closeted kids walk home every evening. They want to be good little christians for their good little christian parents, so they get up every sunday and sing praises to the lord.
But on their walk home, they see a man.
A man on the side of the road holding a sign.
A sign that says
GOD HATES FAGS.
Now this kid, being a good american child and believing everything he is told, ESPECIALLY when it comes to religion and philosophy, reads this sign.
Huh.
God hates him?
The all loving, all smiling, all dancing God hates him? Billy the 13 year old? Cause he thinks he likes Mark the 12 year old?
Well now he sure as hell isnt coming out.
Fuck that
he says. God hates me i go to fucking hell, and fucking hell sucks. A lot. Cause thats what miss sunday school lady says.
She also says being gay is a sin.
So Billy goes home.
Billy goes to bed. Billy gets on the side of his bed, down on his little knees, folds his hands and what does he do?
Prays that god will make him not GAY.
He cries, because he doesnt want to go to hell, but he cant stop these feelings. Because he needs to stop them. Cause being GAY is BAD BAD BAD.
2 days later
Billys dead.
He found good 'ol pop's 6shooter (pop likes his constitutional right to own firearms) and blew his head off.
Because having to go through one more day of this life he lives
this sinful
evil
hellbound
mockworthy
fucked up
life of his.
Is worse than an eternity in christian hell.
And people ACTUALLY wonder WHY would a 13 year old do this to himself.
They wonder....
I wonder...
This the the society of America.
This the the land of the Free.
These are the people of God.
Hallelah, Praise the lord.
Amen.
Jul 23, 2009
Feel it grow
Posted by
Domi
Finally I found that one special song that describes what I feel
When moonlight crawls along the street
Chasing away the summer heat
Footsteps outside somewhere below
The world revolves I let it go
We build our church above this street
We practice love between these sheets
The candy sweetness scent of you
It bathes my skin I'm stained by you
And all I have to do is hold you
There's a racing in my heart
I am barely touching you
Turn the lights down low
Take it off
Let me show
My love for you
Insatiable
Turn me on
Never stop
Wanna taste every drop
My love for you
Insatiable
The moonlight plays upon your skin
A kiss that lingers takes me in
I fall asleep inside of you
There are no words
There's only truth
Breathe in Breathe out
There is no sound
We move together up and down
We levitate our bodies soar
Our feet don't even touch the floor
And nobody knows you like I do
Ther's a world that don't understand
That I grow stronger in your hands
We never sleep we're always holdin' hands
Kissin' for hours talkin' makin' plans
I feel like a better man
Just being in the same room
We never sleep there's just so much to do
Too much to say
Can't close my eyes when I'm with you
Insatiable the way I'm loving you
When moonlight crawls along the street
Chasing away the summer heat
Footsteps outside somewhere below
The world revolves I let it go
We build our church above this street
We practice love between these sheets
The candy sweetness scent of you
It bathes my skin I'm stained by you
And all I have to do is hold you
There's a racing in my heart
I am barely touching you
Turn the lights down low
Take it off
Let me show
My love for you
Insatiable
Turn me on
Never stop
Wanna taste every drop
My love for you
Insatiable
The moonlight plays upon your skin
A kiss that lingers takes me in
I fall asleep inside of you
There are no words
There's only truth
Breathe in Breathe out
There is no sound
We move together up and down
We levitate our bodies soar
Our feet don't even touch the floor
And nobody knows you like I do
Ther's a world that don't understand
That I grow stronger in your hands
We never sleep we're always holdin' hands
Kissin' for hours talkin' makin' plans
I feel like a better man
Just being in the same room
We never sleep there's just so much to do
Too much to say
Can't close my eyes when I'm with you
Insatiable the way I'm loving you
Jul 20, 2009
You spoke to me
Posted by
Domi
Now it seems to me - That you know just what to say
But words are only words - Can you show me something else
Can you swear to me - that you'll always be this way
Show me how you feel - More than ever baby
I don't wanna be lonely no more - I don't wanna have to pay for this
I don't want to know the lover at my door - Is just another heartache on my list
I don't wanna be angry no more - You know I could never stand for this
So when you tell me that you love me know for sure - I don't want to be lonely anymore
Now its hard for me with my heart still on the mend - Open up to me, like you do your girlfriends
And you sing to me and it's harmony - Girl, what you do to me is everything
Make me say anything; just to get you back again - Why can't we just try
What if I was good to you, what if you were good to me
What if I could hold you till I feel you move inside of me
What if it was paradise, what if we were symphonies
What if I gave all my life to find some way to stand beside you
Jul 15, 2009
Rain
Posted by
Jake
Raining
Look outside cause its raining.
The droplets are prismatic, flowing, beautiful. But
somethings wrong. Because all you can do is look. You cant experience.
You have to stay inside because the rain will only hurt you.
you want to get wet, you know it will feel good. On your
skin. You want it. You love it. But the rain has something better.
It doesnt need you. you're average. It has the sun.
The clouds.
The universe.
And you admit. They are beautiful. And they are
Deep.
And you love those things too.
Alot.
But you love the rain.
The gently falling
beautiful
perfect
rain.
And you hope
that someday.
The rain will take you.
Love.
Look outside cause its raining.
The droplets are prismatic, flowing, beautiful. But
somethings wrong. Because all you can do is look. You cant experience.
You have to stay inside because the rain will only hurt you.
you want to get wet, you know it will feel good. On your
skin. You want it. You love it. But the rain has something better.
It doesnt need you. you're average. It has the sun.
The clouds.
The universe.
And you admit. They are beautiful. And they are
Deep.
And you love those things too.
Alot.
But you love the rain.
The gently falling
beautiful
perfect
rain.
And you hope
that someday.
The rain will take you.
Love.
Jul 13, 2009
Me, myself, and two other guys
Posted by
Jake
Hey whats going on, my names Jake, I'm a pretty good friend of nic and domi, so they were very cool and invited me to join this blog :D love you guys......
Just a bit about me, im tall, thin, and cool....live in the usa, frosty state of WI. I like people, music, friends (especially germans) , swimming, writing, philosophizing, and you :).
If you want EVEN MORE you can check out my single blog, see you at the lights....few posts there.....
So I really like to tell stories about things that happen to me. Yesterday was an event in our town called chalkfest. Its this really cool thing where all the local artists come together at the town square (well downtown park thing) and make chalk drawings...this is also a time of year for sales to happen at the local stores.......
anyways
Being an art enthusist, i went to check this stuff out, and it was pretty damn cool (yo). there was everything from wonderwoman to Gothic Americans to abstract wavvvvvvves etc....
So i looked at all this neato stuff for a bit, and once i was satisfied i went to a near by restaurant and decided to have a nice, imported lemonade (was a hot day). For some reason i felt like wearing plaid flannel, jeans, and boots that day.....i musta been nutz or something....looked good tho :D
After my drink i went on a walk, just around town. Then i people watched for a bit, and this happened to me.
Heres what i wrote in my journal:
I find a bench. Its wood; hard. I look across the street. Its a sporting goods shop, famous for its winter apperal, boards, skis, etc.... They have a tent sale today, jackets and stuff 50% off, come buy us, please, PLEASE!!
But what has my attention is the guy sitting in the bench infront of the store. Hes about my age, wearing shorts, basketball shoes, and a solid polo. shorter hair, brown. Good shape..
It's not his looks that really draw my attention, it's his expression.
He is so unbelieveably sad. His large brown eyes glistened with misery, his head hung a bit, his body is lose. He looks like he'd just given up on living.
I feet for him; his sadness, his lonelyness, his desolace.
Every time a couple walked by, especially if they were holding hands, especially if they were around our age, he would let out a small sigh, but large enough so that i could see his chest rise and fall.
He repositions himself so that he can balance his head in his palms, which have come together to form a Y; a cradle for his head....
Wheather i actually see it or not, it seems like tears are falling from his face...
I cant take it anymore, i have to go.
Hour Later
I sat down next to him. At first he didnt do anything, he remained motionless, with his head in his hands.
Eventually though, he looked up at me. I offered a smile, and removed my sunglasses. He smiled back, weakly.
I asked him for his name. He said Brad. I asked what was wrong brad? He said that he'd just been dumped, and started crying again. It wasnt a noisy cry, it was just a quiet, body jerking, series of small exhales. Up close he was very attractive. Straight teeth, clear complexion, strong tan, and a pretty good nose, only broken once, and his surgeon had done a great job with it.
We sat for a bit, in silence. I asked if he had been in love. He said he still was.
Silence.
He asks if i know what hes going through. I say yes.
Silence.
He asks if it will get easier. I answer with time.
Silence.
We just sit on the bench together, for an hour.
His head is still hung. I schooch over closer to him, and put a comforting hand on his back, a sign ive always interprited as kind and caring.
At first he doesnt do anything, but then he leaps up.
"What the fuck are you doing? Are you some kind of FUCKING FAG or something??"
Then he walks off.
I sit alone on the bench. I sip my lemonade. I sigh, and I hang my head.
The cycle continues.
End Entry.
Alot of the time, i like to end my entries with a poem. Most of the time, i write it. So ill end with this one:
The
Mutt.
He walks the streets
of the city. Scrounging for food. He
starves. Sometimes people give him a bite, but
what he really wants is
attention. Sometimes people pet him, but
thevastmajorityofthem99%ormorekeepwalkingtheyhurrypast.
Someone stops though.
Just one person stops.
And his life
their lives
the world
is changed.
Love.
Just a bit about me, im tall, thin, and cool....live in the usa, frosty state of WI. I like people, music, friends (especially germans) , swimming, writing, philosophizing, and you :).
If you want EVEN MORE you can check out my single blog, see you at the lights....few posts there.....
So I really like to tell stories about things that happen to me. Yesterday was an event in our town called chalkfest. Its this really cool thing where all the local artists come together at the town square (well downtown park thing) and make chalk drawings...this is also a time of year for sales to happen at the local stores.......
anyways
Being an art enthusist, i went to check this stuff out, and it was pretty damn cool (yo). there was everything from wonderwoman to Gothic Americans to abstract wavvvvvvves etc....
So i looked at all this neato stuff for a bit, and once i was satisfied i went to a near by restaurant and decided to have a nice, imported lemonade (was a hot day). For some reason i felt like wearing plaid flannel, jeans, and boots that day.....i musta been nutz or something....looked good tho :D
After my drink i went on a walk, just around town. Then i people watched for a bit, and this happened to me.
Heres what i wrote in my journal:
I find a bench. Its wood; hard. I look across the street. Its a sporting goods shop, famous for its winter apperal, boards, skis, etc.... They have a tent sale today, jackets and stuff 50% off, come buy us, please, PLEASE!!
But what has my attention is the guy sitting in the bench infront of the store. Hes about my age, wearing shorts, basketball shoes, and a solid polo. shorter hair, brown. Good shape..
It's not his looks that really draw my attention, it's his expression.
He is so unbelieveably sad. His large brown eyes glistened with misery, his head hung a bit, his body is lose. He looks like he'd just given up on living.
I feet for him; his sadness, his lonelyness, his desolace.
Every time a couple walked by, especially if they were holding hands, especially if they were around our age, he would let out a small sigh, but large enough so that i could see his chest rise and fall.
He repositions himself so that he can balance his head in his palms, which have come together to form a Y; a cradle for his head....
Wheather i actually see it or not, it seems like tears are falling from his face...
I cant take it anymore, i have to go.
Hour Later
I sat down next to him. At first he didnt do anything, he remained motionless, with his head in his hands.
Eventually though, he looked up at me. I offered a smile, and removed my sunglasses. He smiled back, weakly.
I asked him for his name. He said Brad. I asked what was wrong brad? He said that he'd just been dumped, and started crying again. It wasnt a noisy cry, it was just a quiet, body jerking, series of small exhales. Up close he was very attractive. Straight teeth, clear complexion, strong tan, and a pretty good nose, only broken once, and his surgeon had done a great job with it.
We sat for a bit, in silence. I asked if he had been in love. He said he still was.
Silence.
He asks if i know what hes going through. I say yes.
Silence.
He asks if it will get easier. I answer with time.
Silence.
We just sit on the bench together, for an hour.
His head is still hung. I schooch over closer to him, and put a comforting hand on his back, a sign ive always interprited as kind and caring.
At first he doesnt do anything, but then he leaps up.
"What the fuck are you doing? Are you some kind of FUCKING FAG or something??"
Then he walks off.
I sit alone on the bench. I sip my lemonade. I sigh, and I hang my head.
The cycle continues.
End Entry.
Alot of the time, i like to end my entries with a poem. Most of the time, i write it. So ill end with this one:
The
Mutt.
He walks the streets
of the city. Scrounging for food. He
starves. Sometimes people give him a bite, but
what he really wants is
attention. Sometimes people pet him, but
thevastmajorityofthem99%ormorekeepwalkingtheyhurrypast.
Someone stops though.
Just one person stops.
And his life
their lives
the world
is changed.
Love.
Jul 12, 2009
making my internet penis grow
Posted by
Nic
I hadn't installed a counter in the first few months when I first started this blog. But there are still a little above 3.800 unique visitors (not hits) counted since January 2009. And I have to say: really impressive. At least for me.
I have decided to get support on my blog which I will address as OUR blog in the future.
Everyone, please meet Dominik and Jake. You already know a lot about Dominik. in short: he is my everything.
Now meet Jake. He is a very lovely person with a lot of heart and he fits into this blog perfectly.
The Germans have a saying for this: "like a fist on the eye".
I will not say much about him, because I want him to introduce himself in the next blogpost.
So guys please give them a warm welcome. I'm sure you'll be as kind and loving to them as you have been to me in the past.
he's gonna make his post within the next 24 hours.
so yeah, uh... say hi, guys.
I have decided to get support on my blog which I will address as OUR blog in the future.
Everyone, please meet Dominik and Jake. You already know a lot about Dominik. in short: he is my everything.
Now meet Jake. He is a very lovely person with a lot of heart and he fits into this blog perfectly.
The Germans have a saying for this: "like a fist on the eye".
I will not say much about him, because I want him to introduce himself in the next blogpost.
So guys please give them a warm welcome. I'm sure you'll be as kind and loving to them as you have been to me in the past.
he's gonna make his post within the next 24 hours.
so yeah, uh... say hi, guys.
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